From the moment when Fire Spirit turned to use the flame, Night Feather knew that he would definitely be stared.

The guilty of the innocence of the murderer, the inner beast is not much, and the animal fire is even rarer. At this time, there is an animal fire, especially the spirit beast without any combat experience. Those who are savage savage are estimated to press Living.

Night Yu Yu left the gladiatorial field and returned directly to Beidu through the wormhole.

The tail behind him was tight, and the night feathers had spared two whole streets and did not knock them off.

It was at noon that the street vendors had a lot of screams, and sometimes there were shirtless big men and night feathers passing by.

"Master, those people are still following, as if there are more people than before." The fire spirit lingered on the shoulders of the night feathers, and the small head looked behind the night feathers.

"Hey, if you look for death, you can't blame me..." The night feathers were so cold that they stopped at a roadside stall.

The stall owner saw someone stop and greeted him eagerly.

"Guest official, just steamed meat buns, still hot, do you want to come?" The stall owner smiled and looked at the night feathers.

The night feather glanced at the drawers and asked, "What kind of meat."

"Guest, you are hard for me, it is good to have meat inside, you can rest assured that they are killing."

Night Feather glanced at the corner of the street and threw out a dozen gold coins: "Come on a drawer."

"Well, you go well--" The stall master skillfully installed a bucket of buns.

Huo Ling’s little nose sniffed, and some disgusted to the night feathers: “Master, the meat inside is not clean, why are you buying this?”

The night feathers smacked a smile: "I will give it to others."

Seven people, want to grab the beastfire, only send such a person?

After buying the buns for a moment, the night feathers have already noticed the positions of those people.

Holding the buns, the night feathers all the way out of the town.

......

Compared with the lively hustle and bustle of the town, the suburbs of the inner city are slightly deserted.

The night feathers stand on a hillside, and the cool mountain wind blows the blue silk and dances with the wind.

The fire spirit hovered over the top of the night feathers for a while, and the small eyes looked around with agility: "Master, those people are separated, surrounded by us."

"You come down." The night feathers are in the heart, and they still hold the buns they just bought.

"Master, are they coming to grab the buns? If so, you will give them. These buns are worth a few dollars. It is not good to fight and kill." The fire spirit fell on the night feathers.

"Good." The night feathers whispered a gentle smile.

After a dozen seconds, the sound of rustling was heard around.

The night feathers flashed a glimmer of light in the eyes, and the lips were lightly opened: "Fire spirit, you go back to the space to hide."

"Oh." The fire spirit should be heard, and the figure slowly disappears.

Hey.

Seven roads emerged from the night feathers, and at the same time a huge pressure was pressed from the air.

"Xiao Ji, you are really arrogant, I will hand over the bird, maybe I will spare you a life." The hoarse voice sounded in the air, the source of the sound is also the source of the pressure.

The night feathers looked up slightly, and looked at the old man, cold and stunned, and the heart was dark: half-step Huang Ling! No wonder you dare to bring only seven people. It turns out that there is such a master.

The old man in the air is gray, bald and wide, and there is a knife in the corner of his left face. His body is faintly smoldering, and his eyes are full of temper.

"Catch a way, tired." Night feathers in the body of the soul movement, a sneer in the corner of his mouth, a wrist shake, the buns in his hand directly into the air of the old man.